Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

1010 Number One in Sword Dao, Competing with the Strongest (2)

This sword puppet did not break, and he was inevitably injured by the opponent’s sword.

If a real long sword was facing him, his life would be worry-free, and Han Muye would have been knocked off the battle stage.

With his status, if he was easily knocked off the battle stage, it would damage his reputation, comparable to a great disaster.

The most reliable approach would be to cross the battle stage with overwhelming combat power.

However, Han Muye clearly chose the most risky and insoluble path.

He was putting himself in mortal danger.

Only by facing death could one be reborn.

Therefore, when everyone looked at Han Muye again, it was different.

It was still a sword, but this sword was filled with vitality.

This sword possessed an edge and fierceness that one couldn’t directly face!

This strike that could not be reversed was the persistence of the Sword Dao!

“To be an enemy of such a sword cultivator is truly terrifying…”

Someone whispered.

These words made everyone around nod silently.

An enemy who left no retreat for oneself, once hostilities were initiated, it meant a life-and-death struggle.

For the powerful beings who had come to this place, they had long been accustomed to being high above others, accustomed to controlling the life and death of others.

Now, having to personally engage in a life-and-death battle with others was indeed difficult to adapt to.

Han Muye was already at the pinnacle of the world, the Prime Minister of the Heavenly Mystic, so why was he so ruthless to himself?

“The Prime Minister of the Heavenly Mystic carries far more than I imagined.” A glimmer of light flashed in someone’s eyes.

Unless forced to a dead end, who would willingly go all out like this?

“Boom!”

In front, Han Muye thrust his sword, shattering another puppet.

His figure flashed, surpassing the 140th battle stage and overtaking the person ahead.

If he was on the stage, he would give it his all.

An hour later, Han Muye surpassed Heavenly Venerable Yu Zhen.

He became the fourth-ranked expert.

Two hours later, Han Muye surpassed Heavenly Venerable Yu Zhi in front, leaving only Jia Wu, who had reached the 500th battle stage, and Dao Ancestor Qi Yu on the 321st battle stage.

Han Muye’s position was on the 293rd battle stage.

At this moment, Dao Ancestor Qi Yu held a long sword that flickered with green light. Every time the sword light flickered, it brought out grayish-black spatial cracks.

The sword in the puppet’s hand also carried the power to shatter the void. Every time it collided with him, its body would tremble slightly.

After 10 strikes, the puppet paused and collapsed.

Standing on his sword, Qi Yu turned around and looked behind him.

Spiritual light flashed in his eyes.

Just dozens of battle stages away, Han Muye’s sword was reaching its peak speed. He thrust his sword, piercing through the puppet’s body before it could strike back with its own sword.

Just like before.

An hour ago, Qi Yu had already turned to watch Han Muye make his move.

Fast and ruthless.

This sword still unleashed the ruthlessness of this style of swordsmanship to the extreme.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Yu took a step forward, appearing on the next battle stage.

“Buzz!”

Behind him, a puppet suddenly appeared with a sword in its hand.

Qi Yu turned around and raised his sword.

“Clang—”

When the two swords collided, he took a step back slightly. The puppet landed 50 feet away. Then, he tapped his toes and attacked again.

The sword light flashed rapidly, and Qi Yu sent the sword flying again.

After three consecutive strikes, Qi Yu was suppressed and could only defend.

“Hmph.”

With a cold snort, an eight-story sword pagoda appeared behind him.

“Dao Ancestor Qi Yu has summoned the sword pagoda!”

“Let’s get serious!”

“The number one person in the Sword Dao, even he’s getting anxious.”

The cultivators who had already retreated stood on the meteorite and looked up at Qi Yu, who was shining in the Sword Pavilion behind them.

Han Muye’s speed was too fast, his swordsmanship too peerless, already threatening Qi Yu’s position.

As the number one in the cultivation world’s swordsmanship, how much longer could Qi Yu hold on?

“Boom!”

The sword in the Sword Pavilion surged out like a flood and shattered the puppet.

Qi Yu stepped out of the fighting ring without hesitation and appeared on the next platform. Behind him, the Sword Pavilion floated. The sword light did not converge at all and directly shattered the puppet that had just appeared.

He passed through the 12 battle platforms until he reached the 335th battle platform. When Qi Yu stepped onto it, there was no sign of the puppet.

“Slash—”

A sword appeared in front of Qi Yu.

Spatial power!

This puppet actually controlled the spatial power that only Heavenly Venerable experts had the chance to master.

Clearly, the stage had already determined Dao Ancestor Qi Yu to be a Heavenly Venerable mighty figure.

“Clang—”

Qi Yu blocked the sword beam with his sword. Then, the sword beam from the sword pagoda behind him transformed into a dragon and swept back, shattering the puppet.

The sword tower emerged, Qi Yu was invincible, until he reached the 360th battle stage, where the puppet, with extreme speed and the guidance of the sword radiance dragon, blocked him.

This battle lasted nearly half an hour before the puppet was finally shattered by a sword.

When Qi Yu, slightly out of breath, looked up, his whole body trembled.

Unbeknownst to him, the number between him and Han Muye had decreased to only three battle stages.

Han Muye had already reached the 356th battle platform.

Although they were heading in different directions, separated by a great distance and the barrier of a formation, Han Muye, with a sword thrust, seemed to sense Dao Ancestor Qi Yu’s gaze.

The sword radiance paused for a moment and then slowly retracted as Han Muye nodded towards Qi Yu before dispersing his figure.

On the next battle platform.

“Slash—”

Han Muye swept his sword horizontally, instantly cleaving the newly appeared puppet into two!

With one step, he had reached the next battle stage, and his sword swept from the left.

“Boom—”

The puppet shattered.

Another step, and the sword swept from the right, cutting off the puppet’s sword that blocked his path, and then shattering its body.

360 battle stages!

Han Muye stepped onto the 360th battle platform with Qi Yu!

They faced each other, separated by countless spaces, yet it held extraordinary significance.

It was a confrontation between two of the world’s top sword cultivators.

It represented that both sword experts had the opportunity to vie for the title of the number one in the Sword Dao, possessing the strength to sweep through the world.

For Han Muye, surpassing Qi Yu meant that he would be regarded as the second in the world, second only to the Endless Heavenly Venerable, and his swordsmanship would be universally recognized as the best.

“Clang—”

Han Muye didn’t strike, but simply raised his hand to block the puppet’s horizontal slash.

This was the first time since he stepped onto the fighting ring that he did not take the initiative to attack.

“Clang—”

The puppet’s thrusting sword was also blocked.

“Clang—”

Another strike, still blocked.

Han Muye stood in place, his sword protecting the three-foot radius around him, unmoving.

“Clang—”

“Clang—”

…

Endless sword chants filled the air.

In everyone’s eyes, Han Muye’s sword danced freely, turning the three-foot radius in front of him into a forbidden zone.

“It is said that in ancient times, the great sword cultivators were invincible within a three-foot range,” muttered a middle-aged person in a Daoist robe, staring at the three feet of green light before Han Muye.

“This is the invincibility within three feet,” exclaimed a young man, his back intertwining with sword radiance.

Dao Ancestor Qi Yu stared at the sword light in front of Han Muye, and the Sword Pavilion behind him shook.

He turned around, took a step forward, and entered the next fighting stage.

“Slash—”

In the instant he turned, Han Muye thrust his sword, shattering the puppet that had severed the sword radiance.

When his figure disappeared from the battle stage, the lingering sword radiance from the puppet’s strike still shimmered, creating a dazzling display on the platform.

“Boom!”

Dao Ancestor Qi Yu shattered another puppet, then turned his head to see Han Muye’s sword radiance still shining, blocking the three-foot space.

When he turned around, the puppet in front of Han Muye crumbled.

After 10 battle platforms, Dao Ancestor Qi Yu let out a soft sigh. He shattered the puppet in front of him with a sword strike but didn’t move forward. Instead, like many cultivators, he sat cross-legged.

At this moment, the cultivators watching outside the Abyss of Sinking Wood had complicated expressions.

The Supreme Elder of the Sword Pavilion, the number one expert in the Sword Dao, Dao Ancestor Qi Yu, gave up the confrontation with Han Muye and relinquished his position as the number one in swordsmanship.

This was the final choice of a veteran powerhouse, and it represented the rise of the ambitious newcomer, Heavenly Mystic’s Minister Han, who became the number one in the realm of swordsmanship!

“Slash—”

The long sword shattered the puppet. Han Muye slowly turned around and cupped his hands at Dao Ancestor Qi Yu.

Then, he took a step forward. The sword will and battle intent on his body intertwined. The Primordial Spirit Sword that rushed into the sky caused the void to tremble. Stepping onto the battle platform, he cleaved through the protective formation with a single sword strike.

Han Muye looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. The sword in his hand emitted brilliant and dazzling radiance, as his figure traversed through one battle platform after another.

Fight!

At this moment, there was only one person in front of Han Muye.

Endless Divine Venerable!

After obtaining first place in the Sword Dao, Han Muye chose to fight head-on with the number one Heavenly Venerable in this world!

In an instant, whether it was the cultivators on the meteorites outside the Abyss of Sinking Wood In an instant, whether it was the cultivators on the meteorites outside

Today, perhaps they were about to witness the ultimate battle between the strongest experts in the cultivation world!